radiothebook Chapter 163 Scared to death!
Chapter 163 Scared to death!
Chapter 163 Scared to death!
The purple-robed steward was almost scared out of his wits, looking completely dazed, which Su Chen naturally noticed.
Because the purple-robed steward recognized him, this was indeed His Highness the Heavenly Saint, the real deal. Others might mistake him for someone else, but he would never.
He was a witness to that earth-shattering battle six years ago. The purple-robed steward was sitting in the audience at the time and had the privilege of seeing the then six-year-old Heavenly Saint Child transformed into a thousand-meter-tall Buddha.
That impression of being almost invincible in the world could not possibly be wrong, and no one could replicate that aura that was like a god descending to earth!
Although Tian Shengzi's height and appearance have changed somewhat since then, six years have passed, and Tian Shengzi is only twelve years old this year.
But that same aura, that otherworldly and noble temperament, that calm and indifferent gaze—the purple-robed steward could never forget it in his lifetime!
After all, back then, four of Haotian's Soul Emperors charged towards the Holy Son!
And the Heavenly Saint Child back then was just like he is now!
He always seemed so calm and indifferent, as if everything was under his control.
This is why the Heavenly Saint Child could never make a mistake!
The purple-robed deacon was so frightened that he was trembling all over, his lips were shaking, and he couldn't even speak.
He knew that the Heavenly Saint might not care about his offense, but whether anyone would come after him to settle accounts was uncertain.
But at that moment, the deputy hall master suddenly ran out.
That's the father of that young master Tang.
This bastard has completely dragged the situation into an irrecoverable abyss.
"You little brat! You killed my son?! I'll make you die! I'll tear you to pieces! My son! Even if your whole family dies, it won't be enough to atone for my son's life!"
The purple-robed deacon didn't even have time to stop him; he had almost lost control of his body and could only watch helplessly as he finished speaking.
"It's over."
The purple-robed butler closed his eyes in anguish.
Although Su Chen's expression didn't change much, the atmosphere in the hall plummeted to freezing point, like snowflakes falling in the far north.
Even the wind blowing in seemed to have turned colder, as if the group were now in the icy wilderness of the far north.
The purple-robed deacon almost stopped breathing.
If he could turn back time, he would definitely cut this stupid idiot next to him into three pieces before committing suicide!
Is this something a person with a sound mind should say?
They want to tear the Heavenly Saint to pieces and kill his entire family!
Do you even know who he is? Who his whole family is?
No one on this continent can talk to him like that!
"You want to kill my whole family? You?"
Su Chen smiled gently; he had come up with a very interesting way to solve the current problem.
The purple-robed steward was so angry he wanted to commit suicide on the spot, while Young Master Tang's father, though realizing something was wrong, could only stubbornly continue speaking since things had come to this point.
"So what if I kill your whole family? I'll also behead your entire family and display their heads on the city gates of Dragon City! Let everyone see your miserable state!"
The purple-robed deacon was completely numb; he had never imagined that the person beside him could be so foolish.
He was already wondering if, if he were to kill the thing next to him now, would His Highness the Heavenly Saint... not make things difficult for his family?
Upon hearing this, Su Chen didn't say anything, but nodded to indicate that he had heard.
Then, he took out a soul tool.
The purple-robed butler knew that this was the Akatsuki's latest communication-type soul tool.
Based on the distance of communication, there are many types, with the longest reportedly able to achieve real-time communication across tens of thousands of miles!
Even he himself has a version of the Thousand Miles version.
The group watched as Su Chen leisurely dialed a number, and then a lazy yet elegant voice came from the soul tool.
The voice carried a mix of longing and reproach, even a hint of coquetry.
"Oh, you little rascal, you still know to contact me. I thought you were having too much fun outside and had forgotten about me. People say that children don't miss home, and it seems they're right."
The purple-robed deacon's pupils contracted, and he collapsed to the ground!
That voice is etched into his very bones!
That was clearly His Holiness the Pope's voice!
The proliferation of communication soul tools has made many things more convenient.
For example, every morning, all the branches and sub-branches of the Spirit Hall are required to hold a joint morning meeting.
His Holiness the Pope gives daily speeches, and everyone in the Spirit Hall is familiar with his voice!
Young Master Tang's father's pupils dilated suddenly; even if he were stupid, he could tell whose voice it was.
Finally realizing who the person he was facing was, he stood there dumbfounded.
Su Chen asked with a smile, "Aren't we family?"
Bibi Dong was in the middle of a meeting when Su Chen's message came through unexpectedly.
She immediately paused the meeting, as even casual conversation was far more important than the meeting itself. However, she had no idea what Su Chen was doing at that moment.
"What are you talking about, you little brat? Family? Aren't we closer than family? Or... do you want to take it a step further?"
Bibi Dong's voice became more and more melodious, until it no longer sounded like the Pope's voice that the purple-robed deacons and the others had heard before.
Su Chen quickly turned off the communication. He never expected that Bibi Dong would start acting crazy before she could even finish three sentences.
……
In the Spirit Hall, Pope Bibi Dong, a peerless beauty, blushed, her slender eyes revealing a hint of idle laziness, her gaze slightly unfocused, as if she were thinking about something.
She leaned back in her chair and put away her soul tool, a posture that perfectly accentuated her curves under the papal robes.
However, no one in the audience dared to look up and admire it.
She didn't know what had happened on Su Chen's side, so she just thought he was teasing her out of boredom.
Forget it, let's finish the meeting first. Chatting with Su Chen for a little while won't make a difference.
"The meeting continues."
In the blink of an eye, Bibi Dong's expression returned to its indifferent state.
Women are known for their skill in playing along, and nobody knew what kind of style she was when she spoke to Su Chen just now.
Even with her exceptional beauty, she couldn't hide the imposing aura of someone in a superior position emanating from her face.
……
Su Chen had no idea that he had interrupted Bibi Dong's meeting; he was silently complaining to himself.
Damn, this woman is getting more and more direct. When I was younger, I would at least try to hide it.
As I've grown up, I've stopped pretending at all. Who knows what I'll be like in a few years?
After he finished criticizing Bibi Dong, he came back to his senses and started paying attention to the people in front of him again.
Unexpectedly, Young Master Tang's father had already collapsed to the ground, appearing to have fainted!
Su Chen tested the chakra, and the bastard was scared to death!
(End of this chapter)